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One-two-three… Edgar’s shuffling feet and padded cane sounded along the path.
Like some geriatric waltz.
Great piles of leaves dotted the park.
He waited to take his walk during the fall. He liked the brisk air, but wanted the higher sun to warm his face. His old bones.
Now the park was emptier, the joggers off to their jobs. A few moms pushed over-engineered carriages. Some toddlers fell over one another, brightly laughing.
When was the last time I ran? Laughed? Didn’t care?
He paused at a chest-high pile and looked about. He turned his lined face to the sun.